Not going to lie to anyone here- this part shows Banner getting sort of rapey with the OC. And while I do not condone such things, I'm not saying it's okay either. I will however point out that if you read this, that the reason why he does something so horrible is mentioned.

So try not to judge him too terribly. That's his job.

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Staring blankly down at Mya's unconscious face for several moments, he took that time to breathe.

Choosing to focus on the inhale and exhaling of air as it entered and passed through his lungs instead of the panic he felt rising in his chest, so that he could calm his already erratic heartbeat down as he reached out and slipped an arm under Mya's back, somewhere around her shoulders, and his other arm under her legs and lifted her up off of the cold floor and slowly got to his feet cradling her slight body in his arms and moved over to the bed and laid her on the damndable thing.

Thinking that at least for the moment it would be put to some good use.

Swallowing past the lump in his throat as he studied her sleeping face, he ran his fingers through her thick hair again, brushing little curling wisps back away from the curve of her pale, dust covered cheeks and nearly jumped out of his skin when she finally twitched a little under his hands and moaned softly as her eyelids fluttered and finally opened and he found himself staring at the prettiest turquoise eyes he had ever seen.

"Mya?"

"Mister Banner?" She said with a slight hint of uncertainty as he gave her a small smile. That was the neat thing about Mya. She never referred to him as a 'rage monster' or 'Dr. Banner'. No. She almost always called him Mister. Which he supposed was her way of being both polite and rude at the same time.

"Are you okay? Do you hurt anywhere?" He asked curiously.

She moved her head a little to the side as if testing the waters and sure enough- let out a loud hiss as she reached up to grab at her head. "AH!" Came the pained response that Banner supposed answered his question about whether or not she was hurt.

Guess one of the armed guys must have clocked her one to keep her from putting up much of a fight when the lab had been attacked. Not that she could have put up much of a fight anyways. His poor girl didn't seem like she even had enough muscle mass to so much as throw a stapler at someone's head.

"Hold still." He ordered as he slipped his fingers through her hair and ran them carefully along her scalp until he found the source of her discomfort and grimaced as his other half let out a growl in the back of his head. Oh if big green ever figured out who had struck his 'mate' and hurt her- he'd rip off their arms at the shoulder and watch them bleed out.

Shaking the violent haze from his mind, Banner settled on trying to make Mya comfortable and went over to the cart of drugs and dug out the morphine and an untouched needle since he didn't really trust the syringes that had already been prepared.

"I'll give you something to help with the pain." He said as he started to prepare the syringe when Mya stopped him by reaching out and placing her fingers on the back of his hand. Funny how such a simple action could stop him dead in his tracks.

Hell, it wouldn't be much longer before she would walk into a room and he'd drop whatever he was doing and crawl to her on his hands and knees just to see if she would let him bury his face against her and lick her until she screamed and cried in pleasure...

"D-Don't. The needles have all been tampered with."

"What?" He asked stupidly, all thoughts from before fading away as her words sank in. He glanced over at her then the syringe and meds and with as feral sounding growl flung both away from them with such force that the bottle shattered and the syringe embedded itself in the wall. "Shit." He muttered darkly understanding why the drugs and such had been left behind with him now.

It was all probably laced with something that while, couldn't affect him, it could affect Mya. A poison? No, that would serve no purpose if the enemy wished to breed him with Mya. So an very potent aphrodisiac perhaps?

Yes, that made more sense. Banner thought to himself as he sat down on the edge of the bed and laced his fingers together and tried to think of what to do now when Mya's voice broke through his thoughts and she asked, "Were we really kidnapped for 'breeding' purposes?"

Ah, there was the multi million dollar question right there.

And he wasn't touching it with a damn ten foot pole unless he had no other choice.

"Banner?" He inwardly cringed when Mya spoke this time. Partially because she hadn't added Mister to his name like she usually did and partially because he knew that she deserved an answer. He just didn't know how to go about answering her and keeping her from getting hysterical on him.

Because if she panicked, he'd panic, and then the whole enemy base would go up in flames cause the Hulk would show up in a panic and rip everything apart. And then there would be a whole lot of running and screaming... And no one really wanted that, well, yet.

"Banner!" Mya said his name a bit more sharply this time, causing him to visibly tense as he turned to her and nodded his head yes.

"Yeah. That's why we're here."

"Do you have any idea who we're-" He gave her a pointed look that made her question die a very quick death before she went, "Oh."

"Yeah."

There was silence for several moments and he was able to focus on the roar of blood in his ears before hearing Mya say almost to herself, "Well... I could do worse. And it isn't like I've never wondered what you were like between the sheets," He turned his head to look at her over his shoulder and sputtered as she continued to ramble on. "And in the lab, when you first come in and haven't put you're coat on yet- I've checked out your butt and legs. Apparently I find them very endearing. So much so that I've wanted to walk up behind you and feel you up a bit."

If he hadn't been choking on his tongue before- he was now. And while he found her innocent and naïve honesty refreshing, being told that your crush was crushing hard back on you in a high stress situation was not the best way to kick things off.

Or was it?

Deciding to try something, Banner turned his body so that it was facing her and nervously licked his lips before asking, "What do you know about me? Aside from what you were told by Stark anyways?"

"You have a certain dislike of people and some things and have some anger management issues. Aside from that your brilliant, a bit anti social, but kind and compassionate... Why?"

"Then you didn't know that I'm one of the Avengers?"

"Nope. Not till now." She replied in an almost drowsy tone as her eyes began to drift shut. She suddenly felt as if her body weighed a ton. Her eyes were heavy and she just wanted to rest a bit.

She felt Banner's big hand against the side of her face, tipping her head back a little and could almost sense his dark eyes studying her features with an almost menacing look on his face as he leaned over her and asked in a growling tone, "Don't you want to know which one I am?"

The words, not particularly, rested on the tip of her tongue as she opened her eyes again. Just for a moment to look at him and tell him with all honesty that it didn't matter to her which Avenger he was. To her he would still be Mister Banner, when she suddenly found herself face to face with intense glowing green eyes and felt her body instantly tremble in reaction.

Whether it was from fear or something else altogether she couldn't say.

All she could say with certainty was that she now knew which Avenger he was. And she wasn't sure if she should be screaming her head off or just sitting quietly and hoping that Hulk's eyesight was like a T-Rex's. Based on movement. Either way, this was simply something that she couldn't handle right now.

Her eyes drifted closed again, and this time stayed that way. Leaving Banner to wonder about her reaction or lack there of while she rested since the next few hours would no doubt be far more trying on her nerves, body and mind than now had been.